Chapter 21
Harry had agreed to meet up with Millicent for their date in the library and now he was just waiting for her.
It was still early so he was currently passing the time sitting on a sofa chair reading a book.
Or at least that had been his intent when he had picked it up and then sat down.
He'd been disappointed to learn that the book on understanding women was totally blank for some reason.
Either some girl had found the book and removed the contents to keep from revealing any secrets to boys or evidently even the male author had to conclude that he knew nothing.
Big surprise there, he thought.
He momentarily flashed back to his very first date with Padma when the first thing he had asked her was what was it like being a woman.
In that instance, he was rather grateful to her for overlooking it.
Still, if she had actually answered the question he might be able to fill about a quarter of a page of this book...
As he looked up, he saw Luna come into the library.
"Luna!" Harry greeted.
Luna looked over at the sound of his voice and came over to him.
"Hello Harry," Luna greeted back in a somewhat subdued voice.
He noticed how worried she looked which bothered him. Luna was usually extremely care free and happy and didn't let anything bother her.
So if she was like this whatever was on her mind was probably rather troublesome.
"You look troubled," He observed.
"Yeah," Luna said with a sigh.
He patted his leg.
"Why don't you come sit on my lap and talk about it?" He suggested.
Luna seemed to hesitate for a bit and he added in a singsong voice, "you know you want to."
She grinned, not being able to resist as she went and sat down on his lap.
"Hmm, I love sitting on your lap, you're so comfy Harry," Luna admitted.
"Thanks," He answered.
"I'm not squashing little Harry am I?" Luna asked, "I wouldn't want to hurt him."
"Oh, he's definitely fine," Harry answered.
Better than fine actually as at the moment Luna's fine bum was on top of it.
"What if I grew ridiculously huge and too heavy for you though?" Luna asked worriedly.
"Then there would be more of you to keep little Harry company," Harry jokingly replied.
"I could make myself really big then, if you'd like," Luna offered.
"If you could and if you wanted to," Harry answered, "however I like you just the way you are now. Luna sized."
"What about Millicent?" Luna asked, "she's super huge and sexy, which makes her like a super sexy beast."
"Well I doubt she's going to be sitting on my lap during our date," Harry answered, "but I like her just the way she is too even if she isn't an adorable Ravenclaw girl named Luna."
Luna smiled at that, but then her face darkened as she admitted, "sometimes I wish I wasn't myself."
"Well who would you rather be?" He asked.
"A bunny rabbit," Luna responded, "they are soft and cute and fluffy."
He frowned as he told her, "well I don't think I'd want to kiss a bunny rabbit, I might get a hairball."
"True," Luna agreed, "hairballs don't taste very nice."
He couldn't help but wonder how she knew that for sure.
"I'd take you over a bunny rabbit any day," Harry claimed.
Luna seemed to think that was the nicest compliment ever because she gave him a long kiss for that.
After breaking the kiss however, she admitted, "I kind of got into a fight with Daphne."
"Oh...you want to talk about it?" He suggested, not liking hearing that they were fighting.
Luna seemed to want to, but then she told him, "I can't tell you the details but I had to tell Daphne some really hard things for her to deal with, but I know she'll be grateful to learn them in the end."
"Well I suppose that's the important thing isn't it?" Harry asked her, "sometimes we have to learn hard things in order for us to be happier or understand things better later on."
He immediately thought of learning of the fate of his parents being killed by Voldemort back on his 11th birthday as an example of that. It was a hard thing to learn and even Hagrid hadn't wanted to tell him, but he was now grateful that he knew.
"You're so smart Harry, probably smarter than a duck even," Luna claimed.
"A duck? Gee thanks," Harry replied, hoping that he in fact was not as smart as a duck. Maybe as smart as Hedwig, his owl hopefully.
"I don't want to mess things up," Luna said, "I just want everyone to be happy all the time."
"You can't be happy all the time," Harry replied, "I mean I'm definitely happier now then I ever have been in my entire life and even now there are really hard things I have to deal with."
"You're going to have to deal with a hard thing tonight Harry," Luna claimed.
"Yeah, I know," Harry answered, "my date with Millicent. For all I know she might beat me up or something."
"That's why you need her though," Luna replied, "because she's so big and strong. She can fight all the blorgons for you."
He wasn't sure what blorgons were, probably some made up creature of Luna's or something, but he told her, "well good thing I'm going on a date with her then. I'm not sure what I'd do if I ended up running into a Blorgon."
"Yep," Luna agreed.
Luna finally got off his lap and said, "thanks Harry, you're the best."
"I hope you and Daphne work things out," He claimed, "I know how much you like each other."
"Oh, I know we will," Luna said confidently, "it's just kind of scary right now."
She then left without another word.
However he did not have long to dwell on anything because it was only a few seconds later that Millicent finally showed up for their date.
He couldn't help but notice that she wearing the dress he had gotten for her, her deep cleavage and curves proudly displayed.
"Hello Millicent," He said brightly.
"Hello Harry," She said somewhat nervously.
After that came a long awkward silence between them.
Finally he suggested, "shall we go?"
She nodded and then started walking, leaving him to get up off his sofa and walk alongside her.
"So where are we going?" He asked her, "I have to admit I've never actually been the one to be asked out before."
"The school kitchens," She admitted, "and it's my first time doing the actual asking so I guess it's new territory for both of us."
Millicent paused for a second to get what appeared to be cat fur off the shoulder of her dress...which reminded him of the time Hermione had tried to impersonate Millicent...and ended up a cat instead.
Hermione at least knew what it was like to have hairballs.
It probably wasn't a good idea to bring that story up on his date however.
"So why did you ask me out anyway?" He asked her.
She pointed out, "well why is it that you ask girls out? Since you like them."
"Oh...right," He was forced to agree.
"Sure I get asked out a lot now, with a large amount of credit for that going to you, but a lot of times I don't actually like the boy in question," Millicent answered.
"Well why would you go out with them if you don't actually like them?" He pointed out.
She sighed and said, "I could say that I just don't want to be rude but it's really because I'm used to thinking nobody would ever like me and I should just take what I can get."
"That's rather candid," He observed.
"Oh, I'm very candid," Millicent agreed, "ask me anything and I'll answer, I'm just not the best talker."
"You're doing fine," He told her to encourage her.
"Not like you," She said jealously, "everything you say is so smart and sexy."
He felt like he even heard a sigh at the end of that.
"Sexy huh?" He asked her in his most seductive voice, "well babe, trust me, with a body like yours, it's easy to lose my voice."
Not his best work but Millicent certainly looked impressed as she commented, "you see? Smart and sexy."
"In all honesty," Harry claimed, "I've make huge social blunders just about every 5 minutes. Just you watch by the end of the date I'll probably mess up and insulted you at least a couple of times, so feel free to say whatever you'd like. Odds are I'll do worse."
Millicent seemed to ponder that before observing, "I think I get it. Your words are really smart, but sometimes that can get you into trouble. Kind of like me and my body. I'm really big and strong, but sometimes that causes me to accidentally bump into things or hurt people."
He couldn't help but remark, "that sounded pretty smart for a girl who claims she doesn't have a way with words."
Millicent let out a small smile at that.
After a few more minutes they reached the school kitchens.
"I come here a lot," She admitted, "I get hungry sometimes."
"Oh don't worry, I do the same," He answered, "besides by now I could eat a horse."
"My dad once ate a horse in one sitting," Millicent claimed.
"How reassuring now that I'm on a date with his daughter," Harry pointed out, "guess I'd better make sure you're back by midnight then to keep him from eating me then. I should be easy after a horse."
"Oh, he hasn't eaten any humans in a long time," Millicent said, looking deadly serious.
He'd been assuming that she had been joking about the horse comment, but now he wasn't so sure even if her dad would have to be bigger than Hagrid to pull that off.
That did not help feel any better.
He looked at her uneasily before saying, "remind me never to meet him then."
After they finished talking they went over to where the house elves were currently busy working clean up leftover food.
He started looking for Dobby to see if perhaps he was here.
He finally spotted him currently polishing something, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.
"Dobby!" Harry called.
Dobby looked over, a bit surprised to see him as he hastily hid whatever he was working on behind his back and came over to them.
"The Great Harry Potter is asking for Dobby?" Dobby asked, "yous did not need to come all this way to ask for Dobby."
"Actually I'm on a date and didn't realize I'd be coming here," Harry explained, "this is my date Millicent. Millicent this is Dobby."
"Hello little elf," Millicent said with a genuine smile as she bent down to make up for at least some of the major height discrepancy between them.
Dobby however looked up at her in amazement as he asked, "are you a giant?"
She laughed at that, a great big booming laugh as she admitted, "well between Harry, you, and me I actually do have some giant blood in me."
Millicent then looked over at him to see his reaction, a bit nervously.
It was obvious to him that Millicent was putting herself out there a great deal even if she was candid and he was starting to wonder exactly why.
As for what he had learned however that did not bother him in the slightest to learn that information, having hung out with Hagrid so much.
Of course he hadn't realized that Hagrid was a half-giant until he told him and Hermione just before the Yule Ball. He'd been planning to tell Madame Maxime and asked if that was a good idea, but Hermione had managed to convince him not to until he got to know her better.
"That's cool," He answered, trying to sound casual about it as if it was no big deal.
She seemed pleased by his response, letting out a long sigh of relief.
"A lot of people seem to guess ogre since I'm way too small to be even half-giant," Millicent answered.
"Nah, you're way too gorgeous to be an ogre," He said, "not that that would bother me."
"You'd mind the foul stench, green skin, and warts," She pointed out, "although I suppose it is better than me grinding your bones to make my bread."
He smiled and said, "is that so? Well I must say I think I'd make some pretty tasty bread."
"Yeah, you would, although I don't see you as just bread," She agreed, "sometimes to help me talk in front of large groups I imagine everyone as food. Food is rather comforting."
"What do you imagine me as then?" He asked her.
"An entire hero sandwich," Millicent admitted as she licked her lips, "you would be really yummy."
He backed up a step as he pretended to fearfully look at her, "please don't eat me!"
"I didn't mean actually eat you," She insisted, "I'd never do that, I promise."
"It was just a joke," He told her.
"Oh," She said.
He got the feeling that she might actually be afraid people thought that of her.
Yet as he looked over at Dobby, he was distracted by Dobby evidently trying to still hide whatever he had behind his back, fidgeting a bit with it.
"Dobby, what is that you have behind your back?" Harry demanded.
Dobby looked even more nervous as he said, "it is nothing."
Millicent however managed to grab him easily without hurting him and then pull the item out of his hands.
"Wow, you're really small," Millicent observed as she set him down, "I could have just picked you up and put you in my pocket if this dress had one."
Dobby however was more concerned over getting whatever he was hiding taken away.
"Do not look, it is not done!" Dobby insisted.
Millicent was currently looking it over but he glanced over and saw what it was.
It was a face. His own face to be exact, lightning bolt scar and all, only it appeared to be totally made out of bronze.
"What's this Dobby?" Harry asked him, rather perplexed as to why Dobby would have that.
Dobby looked rather embarrassed but confessed, "Dobby was making a lifesize bronze statue of the Great Harry Potter out of the moneys that he was being paid to help him on his dates."
He was shocked by that news. Talk about made of money.
Of course he'd been wondering just why Dobby was now accepting actually decent payment, as well as why he wanted it all in bronze knuts, but the answer was a bit creepy.
"I don't want a statue made for me Dobby," Harry claimed.
"I might," Millicent admitted.
"What would you do with...?" He began to ask her and then at the sheepish look on her face he decided he didn't want to know.
"Dobby, no more making statues of me," Harry chastised him, feeling rather weird for having to say that.
"I is only wanting to give the Great Harry Potter a great gift and show how great he is," Dobby answered as if this was perfectly logical.
He was a bit exasperated at the moment. If he was to have his own statue built, he'd have to borrow Percy Weasley's old Bighead Boy badge to wear for being that arrogant. Not to mention the girls would never stop teasing him about it and he'd probably never live it down.
At least he'd found out now before Dobby had gotten finished, even though it probably would have taken him hundreds of dates to complete it...which admittedly at this rate would only take a few years.
"No more statues," Harry warned.
"Action figures?" Dobby suggested hopefully.
"No!" Harry insisted, "nothing in my likeness at all."
Dobby seemed a bit disappointed but mumbled a promise that he wouldn't.
Finally Dobby went back to work, and he turned to Millicent.
"Okay, that was pretty awkward," He said.
"Yeah," She said, unable to come up with a better answer than that.
Millicent then went over to one of the other elves, this one female as she asked kindly, "what have you got for me today, Whimsy?"
Whimsy looked up at her, no doubt also marvelling at Millicent's size, but she seemed much more accustomed to it than Dobby.
"I've got a whole ham, some mashed potatoes, and some green beans left over," Whimsy said.
"Great, thanks Whimsy," Millicent said thankfully, "by the way you aren't planning on making any statues of me are you?"
Whimsy looked dubiously up at her large size as she admitted, "I'm afraid it would take too long miss."
Millicent told her that was okay as she went to go get them the food.
"I love house elves," Millicent told him as she watched Whimsy leave.
By this time however, Whimsy had come back with the food and even set up a table for them to sit at.
He sat down with Millicent as he tried to figure out if he should ask his question or not, Millicent already beginning to eat.
She could certainly eat, he couldn't help but notice, tearing into the ham like it was nothing.
However he wasn't bothered by the display, more just impressed.
"You probably would be good in a fight with Blorgons," Harry commented.
Millicent looked confused as she asked, "what are blorgons?"
"Just something that Luna said," Harry admitted, "she figured you'd be good in a fight."
She looked surprised as she remarked, "well to tell you the truth that's actually one of the reasons I asked you out. Just so you know, I've heard that Draco and maybe a few other guys are planning on messing you up somehow."
"How so?" He asked warily.
She shrugged, but then said, "I don't know, but I figured needing to tell you gave me a reason to ask you out."
"You didn't need a reason to ask me out," He insisted, "I would have wanted to go with you regardless."
She asked cautiously, "well it's not like you're lacking companionship, and I'm just not witty or funny like those other girls you usually date."
"Well between you and me," He leaned in and said conspiratorially, "sometimes its hard being around girls who are smarter than you."
Then he slapped his head and said, "there I go. I already insulted you."
"No you didn't," Millicent answered, "I'm not stupid, but I'm not as smart as you either."
He supposed that was true, and it wasn't like she didn't already know that, but he wasn't sure if it was a good thing to admit."
"You are rather candid," He observed.
"I was actually kind of hoping that you might reciprocate," Millicent admitted, "the way I see it you need protection."
"From Malfoy?" Harry asked dismissively, "please. I can handle Malfoy."
"Draco can be a lot more dangerous than you might think even if he is an idiot," Millicent answered, "and I wasn't referring to just him. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you anymore."
"Who hurt me?" He asked.
Millicent looked at him with an odd expression on her face as she said, "can I show you something Harry?"
To his surprise, Millicent began to pull down the zipper on the back of her dress.
"Um, what are you doing?" He asked, "I'd hardly say that this is the time or place for that."
He obviously meant sex.
Fortunately she said, "don't flatter yourself Harry, you aren't that good."
No more Bighead Boy badge for him, Harry thought.
Millicent stopped at the bottom of the zipper and turned around, her back now mostly exposed.
From what he could see of her back were many, many scars on it, prominent and ugly.
"They aren't much to look at are they?" She observed, "I figured it was probably better to show you than tell you."
"How did you...?" He began to ask.
"Get them?" She finished for him, "my father. Giants tend to be far more physical and violent with their offspring than humans and him being part giant that disposition carried on to his raising of me. Unfortunately being mostly human I don't take the physical punishment well."
"How come you never said anything?" He questioned.
"Probably the same reason you never did, I was afraid of what might happen if I did as well as how ashamed I was of it happening," Millicent shot back, "from what I hear your back isn't all that much better than mine, although I'm guessing you usually cover it up using magic like I usually do."
Admittedly he was shocked, unsure what to say. How had she known?
"Pansy somehow managed to see the scars on your back on your first date with her," Millicent confessed, "as soon as she did she knew just what to do having gone through it before with me. She ended up walking into the bathroom on me while I was still getting dressed back in my 2nd year and saw the scars. We ended up having a long conversation about it and eventually she decided to get some help to know what to do. The result was my father being thrown in Azkaban for child abuse and my mother was left to raise me alone, which has been no easy task for her in being able to provide for us and it hasn't been an easy adjustment. However its still a lot better than it used to be and I think the same will apply for you."
As he still tried to understand all this and what it meant he asked, "what's going to happen?"
"I'd say much of it has already happened," Millicent explained, "Pansy was smart enough to get someone to go to the Muggle authorities and have them question your relatives and they confessed easily to having abused you. With that they were arrested and are now awaiting a court date."
This was probably either the worst or best date ever, he concluded.
"How come I wasn't notified?" Harry asked, "I mean I recently got a letter letting me know that the Dursleys had lost custody of me, but them being in jail awaiting trial..."
Millicent shrugged and said, "I don't know. I think Pansy has a theory, but she wouldn't tell me it. If I were you, I'd ask her. All I can really do is help you deal with the emotional scars. Pansy figured it might be good for you to talk to someone who went through the same thing, which is why she approached me and told me all this last night."
His mind was reeling, trying to process everything.
She came over and put an arm gently on his shoulder as she said, "I just want you to know that you're not alone and that I'll help you in any way that I can. Nobody is going to hurt you ever again. I'll make sure of it."
Her voice and expression was like steel, resolved as she was to doing that.
Millicent handed him what appeared to be just a small metal lapel pin.
"Um...thanks," He said.
"You just press it if you think you might be in trouble or even just really need to talk," She informed him, "I enchanted it to be a beacon to send up a distress magical signal so if you need help I'll be able to find you. Then I'll come running no matter what."
While he wasn't sure he would need it, it was rather thoughtful of her.
"Thanks," He thanked her again, this time more genuinely.
She blushed and mumbled, "it was nothing."
However he was still going over what she had told him. He had plenty of questions...but he wasn't sure if he wasn't sure if he was ready to hear them yet.
This had simply caught him totally by surprise.
"Um, I grateful that you were willing to help..." He tried to say, "but I'm just not sure if I'm ready to talk...about all this."
"It's okay, we can talk about it later," Millicent offered.
"I'd appreciate it," Harry answered.
They sat there in silence with him trying to figure things out in his mind.
"Let's try to dwell on the positive for now," Millicent suggested.
"Okay," He agreed, "I suppose we are still on a date. Is there anything else you wanted to do?"
"I had one idea," She admitted.
"What is it?" He asked.
Millicent then leaned in and kissed him.
"I want to do more of that," She told him.
He grinned and said, "I think we can do that."
TOOMANYTOOMANY
By the time he got done with his date, two things were currently going through his mind. One was that his lips were now sore.
Who knew Millicent could kiss like that? It seemed to take just as much out of him as the workout session he'd had with Padma...only it was his lips that were getting all the workout.
If that were true, then why did he have a fat lip if he was exercising it?
He had to touch the spot where Millicent had accidentally bit him.
The kissing was great, but he'd need some time to recuperate after that.
Of course the other thing he had to worry about, meaning the thing with the Dursleys could easily distract him from that. He and Millicent had talked some more after the kissing about it, but there was still plenty he didn't know. Millicent had suggested he talk to Pansy and that was what he was going to do as soon as the opportunity presented itself.
As he entered his room however, prepared to go to bed, he spotted Hermione, which wasn't too big of a surprise since she frequently came into his room, although usually not when she knew he wouldn't be there.
She took one look at him and commented, "wow, you really did get beat up."
"Or he just had really rough sex," Daphne added as she came into view.
"If those are the only two possibilities, I'm actually hoping he got beat up then," Padma replied.
"No, they just made out," Luna insisted.
He looked each of the 4 girls over, aghast that they would all be inside his bedroom...which was supposed to be off-limits to them.
"What are you girls doing inside my bedroom?" Harry demanded, "what if my roommates were here?"
He wasn't totally upset that they were in his bedroom, it was more that he was worried that they might get into trouble...which they certainly would if caught.
Padma shrugged and said, "ah, they're out late partying. They shouldn't be back yet. Besides nobody actually saw us come in here, we borrowed your invisibility cloak."
"More like I borrowed his invisibility cloak and brought it to them," Hermione pointed out.
Luna then held up a pair of underwear and asked him, "are these yours Harry?"
After looking at them, he said, "yes," now feeling somewhat embarrassed to have all the girls see his underwear.
"Can I keep them?" Luna inquired hopefully.
"No," He insisted as he snatched his underwear away from her.
"I told you he wouldn't let you Luna," Daphne commented, "but talk about big underwear for someone your size. It makes me wonder why you'd need it. What exactly are you hiding under there? A log?"
"They're actually my cousins hand me downs and I don't even really wear them so sorry to disappoint you," Harry admitted.
"You wear used underwear?" Hermione asked, crinkling her nose.
"Ah, that's what happens when you're an only child," Padma pointed out, "as an identical twin, you share everything, and I mean everything."
Padma did so with a blush.
"So if I were to try and use Parvati to get your underwear then...?" Harry suggested.
"If you really want my underwear that badly I'll just give them to you although I'm afraid they might not fit you Harry," Padma countered
While he was enjoying their conversation he decided to switch to finding out just why they were all there in the first place.
"What brings you girls here anyway?" Harry asked them, "you know you could have just waited for me just outside my dormitory if you wanted to see me after my date."
"I wanted somewhere to sleep while I waited," Luna argued as she sat down on Neville's bed.
"That's Neville's bed though," Harry pointed out.
"Ah, Neville won't mind if his bed smells like girl," Daphne answered, "better than boy smell anyway."
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed.
Daphne shrugged and mumbled, "it's true."
She did have a point he had to admit.
"I told you Luna that Harry kept his room a mess," Hermione claimed.
"That's why you all came in here?" He realized, "you wanted to see if my room was a mess?"
To be fair only a portion of the room was actually his, but his section wasn't exactly very clean either, dirty clothes and candy wrappers all over.
"Don't worry, I like you better dirty Harry," Luna told him.
"Um...thanks," He answered.
"You should have still bothered to clean up before we came," Daphne pointed out, looking around the room disapprovingly as if he should have known they were coming.
He shook his head exasperatedly and said, "and here I thought I was going to get some peace and quiet for once and get some sleep."
"Don't worry, we'll let you get some sleep," Padma told him, "after a quick game of Exploding Snape of course."
"Exploding Snape?" He asked.
"It's something I just came up with," Padma admitted.
TOOMANYTOOMANY
After a few rounds of Exploding Snape, where the face cards had been enchanted to look like Snape's head and then look more and more angry each time their card exploded, the girls headed off to their dormitories so that Harry could finally get some sleep.
For Daphne however, she knew the night was not nearly over for her, her recent conversations with Luna and then Fleur just hours ago running through her head.
She'd admittedly said some not very nice things to Luna and shouted at a couple points and for that she felt guilty.
While Luna had manipulated her as well as many others, she could at least conclude that she was only doing it to make them all happy.
By now, Fleur had managed to calm her down and allow her to start looking on the positives of it all, even though she suspected that Luna had somehow managed to get Fleur to talk to her in the first place.
Without Luna's meddling she never would have Harry or the other girls in her life, people that she considered to be her best of friends.
So much so that she found she actually enjoyed sharing them with Harry. If it had been Luna's intention to show her a positive glimpse of just what being in a harem would be like, she had succeeded.
In that regard, she was immensely grateful to the girl.
As for Luna herself, she was just about the best friend a girl could ask for. She was incredibly smart, loyal, fun, loving, unfiltered. Character traits that she valued highly.
Even her plan showed a clearly Slytherin thinking, except that Luna was evidently more devious and brilliant than any Slytherin she had ever met.
No one would have guessed that Luna, crazy Loony Luna would be able to come up with something like that, but she had, and having learned as much as she had...it was actually good enough to succeed.
That however could only mean one thing: did she want to be in a harem and did she trust Luna enough to bring it to pass?
Since she still did not have an answer to that question, she decided upon the one thing that she did know.
Since she, Luna, and Padma were still going the same direction, walking alongside each other, she went over and gave Luna a hug as she told her, "No matter what happens, I always want to be your friend."
Luna smiled the way only Luna could and told her, "so do I. I love you Daphne and I just want you to be happy."
She'd never been told that she was loved by a friend before, but as she looked at Luna, she knew that she meant it, which certainly only made things a little easier for her.
Padma, who did not know what was really going on, decided to join in in the hug.
"Friends forever then," Padma commented.
"Yeah," Daphne had to agree, "and who knows what else."
Maybe...just maybe...being in a harem wasn't all that bad if Luna and Padma were in it.
Author's Note: I finally got to the abuse thing. It simply had to be done, even though I didn't like doing it as I prefer to keep this story in a mostly positive light. I also have to express my amazement for how the story has turned out so far. There is just so much detail and thought, etc, that goes with everything that Luna does that I really can't get into the story. I'm tempted to do another Chapter 9 where I just kind of pause the story and explain exactly what Luna is really doing because it is really very intricate and just plain awesome. If you could let me know in your reviews if you'd like me to do that, that would be great.
Please Review.